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9. Iemand leed? Ach, laat mij weten, Wie dat 't is, die, afgemat, Heeft ondankbaar neergezeten In de schaduw! Leert mij dat!

10. Meermaals mocht ik asem halen, Vluchten onder 't groene dak, Als het zweerd der zonnestralen Scherp mij in de lenden stak.

11. Boomen, in uw looverlane, Tellende, een voor een, u al, 's Zomers, zoete abeelenbane, Zelden ik nog komen zal!

12. 't Deert mij zoo! De abeelenboomen Liggen langs de grachten heen, Die den ouden zandweg zoomen, Hals en handen afgesneên.

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83. The Poplar Field.

1. The poplars are felled; farewell to the shade And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade! The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives.

2. Twelve years have elapsed, since I first took a view On my favourite field, and the bank where they grew; And now in the grass, behold, they are laid,

And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade!

3. The blackbird has fled to another retreat,

Where the hazels afford him a screen from thé heat, And the scène where his melody charmed me before, Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more.

4. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere long lie as lowly as they,

With a turf on my breast and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead.

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